I think I wish I had as much energy as almost everyone else on the internet to ACTUALLY care about Jan Moir, and, locally, about the hot fuss about the peculiar "Blogger's Oath."

But then I also think I wish I did not.

In fact, I think that all the moaners and screamers and shouters should consider themselves fortunate that there is no one left of the calibre of Hunter S Thomson to rip them to shreds anymore.

It's so easy for the followers to jump upon the bandwagon. It always has been.

I don't have the wit or the words to do justice to it.

Hunter would have.

He would have been able to describe perfectly what's wrong about the cynicism of clever people writing polemical outrage for stupid people to get over-excited about.

But he's gone.

And all that's left is for us to nod our bovine heads in agreement with the rest of the herd and jump on the next digital bandwagon that rolls past.

And as to the Blogger's Oath, he would have taken it to the extreme and would have hunted the signatories down like a rat across the tundra.

And you know it.

Yeah you do.